“Say it.” “Say what?” Fluttering her long lashes as she took a sip of coffee, she failed in her attempt to look innocent. “Say what you are dying to say … what you dragged me out to this coffee shop to say.” “Oh, well, if you are going to force it out of...
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Restoration Stories
She doesn’t know how to save me And I am so afraidThat my delusional iniquityHas wages that can’t be paid.The wages of sin are death I’m toldBut I fear that I won’t die.For my sin as I grow oldIs wrapping my truth around a lie.I said that I was faithful ,...